Friday, June 15, 2007

Old and New

I don't know what it is, but I love old buildings. They are rich with stories, ones that remind us of another time in history is is long gone. Sometimes part of me wishes I had been born 100 years ago. The pace of life, the ability to live off the land you own...these things appeal to me. I know that is the romantic image of it, and that life was usually very difficult then, but it still appeals to me.

I would have loved to see Colorado Springs before it was built up. The undeveloped areas are so beautiful, I can only imagine what has been leveled in favor of a new Super Target. I've never really been able to put my finger on what makes development so sad to me. It's a positive thing. It makes life more convenient and give us more things we can do for fun. At the same time, every time Hannah watches Cars, I cry at the Our Town song.

We bought a shelf off of Craig's List for Hannah's toys from a woman who lives in this nice, old section of town. I would love to live down there. A quaint old house with a fence around the yard and a huge garden... If only it wasn't 30 to 45 minutes from everything else we ever do.

Anyway, I could totally see myself participating in a historic preservation society at some point in time.


  1. Mmm hmm. I know exactly how you feel. It drives my kids nuts when we travel through a small town and I want to stop and look at each & every old house.

    A few years ago, I was able to tour my childhood home (now owned by & resided in by strangers). I WEPT while walking through that old farm house. For me, it's just a sense of loss when an old place gets run down and eventually razed.

    And yet I have absolutely no problem throwing out my husband's sneakers from high school. Go figure.

  2. heehee. Yes, there's a difference between history and...high school sneakers. That's hysterical.